Room survival: I know the prompts behind the door in advance

Chapter 326 Angel
The monkey's words about stealing wine made Golden Sun's heart skip a beat.

This is certainly not a good thing.

Perhaps it was his sudden wealth that made him find out the identities of the indigenous people on board.

Although players have to land on the island no matter what, they also have to figure out where they are going.

Instead of being like a group of ducks that are driven into a pot and don't even notice the firewood burning at the bottom of the pot.

He organized the information he received and sent it to Get Rich Overnight, focusing on describing the special item.

This was originally what Get Rich Overnight had told him to do. He believed that she should have expected this and understood what kind of people were on the ship.

But where is she now?
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When Lin Qing received the message, he had already figured out the approximate map of the cruise ship and came to the captain's room.

She explored along the way and found that except for the black-robed people serving the guests, everything on the ship seemed normal and in order.

People in black robes filed in, pushing food carts and refilling food and drinks for the guests in the banquet hall.

Even in the cook's room and the sailors' room, one could still see their strict black robes, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes, as if there was no breath of life beneath those black robes.

Just then, a man in black robe went in to report, and Lin Qing also slipped in.

There was only the captain's room, with orange candlelight swaying around it. A distinctive man in a red robe stood in front of a wall covered with classical oil paintings. He had his back to the door and was muttering obscure prophecies, as if he was praying for something to the person in the portrait.

The space in the captain's room is limited. If you go any further, you will easily be discovered by the people inside.

Lin Qing hid beside a cabinet, which blocked his view and prevented him from seeing the entire painting.

At this time, Golden Sun happened to send her a message, telling Lin Qing about what he had investigated.

After receiving it, Lin Qing simply replied: "Okay, I understand."

At this time, the black-robed man who entered the room began to report to the red-robed man: "Bishop, the surviving players who entered this world have basically boarded the ship. Several player accounts that can be used have fallen into the control of the church. However, the high-level player who entered this world did not board our ship and refused to contact us."

"Oh?" The cardinal turned around slowly, and Lin Qing could see his appearance clearly.

The man had a Western-looking face, with deep eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a pair of green eyes with the light of candlelight flowing in them, making him look extremely holy and convincing.

He stroked a golden cross in his hand, suddenly closed his eyes, and smiled: "But our God told me that this person has already boarded the ship, and she will go to the Holy Island with us."

This statement obviously shocked the two people in the room.

In addition to the frightened expression on the black-robed man's face, even Lin Qing had a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"It seems that their God of Deception is quite powerful. He can even know the location of the players. It seems that the Holy Land on the Sea must be his masterpiece."

Combined with the information provided to her by Golden Sun, Lin Qing already had some guesses in her mind.

She continued to listen.

The man in black robe hesitated and said, "Then Bishop, what should we do now? Should we send someone to find her?" The bishop opened his eyes, lowered his head and stroked the golden cross in his hand, and said slowly, "That's not necessary. Since this high-level stubborn disease doesn't want to show up, we can't catch her, and there is no need to alarm the other guests who followed us to the island."

The man in black robe nodded, "I understand, Bishop."

He slowly retreated and closed the door, but Lin Qing did not leave with him. He wanted to see what the cardinal was going to do next.

They gathered so many survivors and spent so much effort to support this group of people, they must have their own purpose.

Just then, the cardinal made another move.

He pierced his palm with the golden cross, and blood instantly flowed from the sharp bottom of the cross.

As the blood dripped onto the carpet and was absorbed by the strange patterns on it, a distorted golden light lit up, and a complex and mysterious magic circle appeared under the bishop's feet.

At the same time, Lin Qing also used this sudden strong light to see clearly the oil painting scene on the entire wall.

It was a blonde angel with blue eyes, her body wrapped in a simple white gauze, and a pair of broad wings as white as snow spread out.

At this time, he was lying in a swamp full of mud and miasma, with a worried look on his face, reaching out to save the farmer who was being swallowed by the swamp.

However, there was a look of fear and struggle in the farmer's eyes. His mouth and nose were completely buried in the slippery mud. He was about to suffocate to death. He could only desperately raise his hands to try to grab the hands of the rescuing angel.

However, under the muddy swamp, a demon with sharp horns on its head was pulling the farmer's feet with his hands and dragging him deeper into hell, with a vicious smile on his face.

It can be seen that both sides are in a fierce competition.

Even though Lin Qing didn't quite understand the religious implications, he could tell that this was a classical oil painting of an angel saving the world, a metaphor for the battle between justice and evil, or that for believers, this godlike angel was the light of humanity struggling in the darkness, and so on.

So, which god is this cardinal summoning?
Soon, Lin Qing's question had an answer.

As the twisted golden magic circle lit up, the portrait that covered the entire wall suddenly began to ripple invisibly, as if the painting had suddenly come alive.

Lin Qing narrowed her eyes slightly and touched the space cube in her hand. If she felt something was wrong, she would run away immediately.

After all, based on her experience of facing such so-called gods, even low-end small BOSSes have certain magical powers, not to mention this wasteland world that has been developed into his back garden.

You know, human beings in the end times live in fear and anxiety every day. When they learn that there is still a glimmer of hope and that they can believe in God, they will inevitably be in a state of extreme madness.

Since gods can exist, does heaven exist? Doesn't that mean there is hope for their current suffering? God can free them from the hopeless reality and reach the other side of heaven.

Such a powerful and fanatical belief is bound to be a terrifying force.

Then the god who controls this power must not be underestimated.

And at this moment, Lin Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The strange scene in the portrait was reflected in her eyes. The angel, who was originally lying in the mud, suddenly came to life amid the cardinal's obscure murmurs!